When I was a little boy, I shared a bedroom with older sister and we slept in bunk beds at home in our apartment. Then it came to pass that our oldest brother moved out and went to live with a woman. Then an extra bedroom was created at home and my sister got that room. This meant that I got have my own bedroom. It started to happen that I became afraid to go to bed alone and more often than not my mother came to me and helped me fall asleep by lying with me until I fell asleep. I remember that I didn’t want the door to be closed at all but then I was also scared of the the shadows in the hallway. I had buried these memories and denied them. People came to my room at night when I was supposed to go to sleep alone and I was afraid of them. I wanted the door open so I could escape out of the room, but the people were also in the hallway sometimes. I’ve always had trouble falling asleep and I’ve always had anxiety. The ghosts did this to me when I was a child.
